Twilight's Encore by Jacquie Biggar (VBB, excerpt and GIVEAWAY) GFT

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Twilight's Encore
by Jacquie Biggar

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One man's betrayal will seal another's fate.

Ty Garrett fell in love with Katy Fowler from the moment they'd met. When her father’s betrayal yanked the young couple apart, Ty becomes bitter.

After a decade away, Katy returns to Tidal Falls with plans to get married in her family's theatre.

But she hadn't expected to run into Ty Garrett, the boy she'd never forgotten.

When unseen forces endanger their lives, can Ty save Katy and win back her love, or is it too late for these two star-crossed lovers?

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EXCERPT:

On the steps of the theatre stood an angel gilded in white and gold. Her hair glittered like spun silk in the morning sun, while the filmy white dress she wore made him think of all kinds of sin.

For once in his life, Ty Garrett was struck silent. He knew seeing Katy again would be hard, he just hadn’t realized how cruel fate could be.

“Ty. I should have guessed.”

He hadn’t expected her to jump into his arms—though she’d seemed quite happy to do just that with Jared—but would it kill her to at least pretend she was glad to see him?

“Well you know me, sugar. Laggard that I am, getting up before noon is something of a stretch.”

If she wanted to think the worst, he didn’t mind playing along.

“It’s been a long time, Ty. You look… older.” She brushed an impenetrable glance over him, rubbing at already raw emotions.

“You don’t. You look like the same spoiled teenage brat you were the last time you stood on

No way in hell was he going to admit seeing her again affected him. He’d learned his lesson.

Give her an inch, and she’d take a mile.

Katy smiled—a Cheshire cat kind of smile—as though she knew anyway.

“Ty, I didn’t expect to see you here. That’s twice today. I’d almost think you had it planned.” Her steps faltered when she realized just where he was standing—in front of the condom section.

She flapped a hand in front of her face, a futile attempt to calm her racing pulse and pink

He eyed her embarrassment for an amused moment before leaning over and deliberately

picking up a box of extra large—in his dreams—glow in the dark—really?—contraceptives.

“Funny, that’s what I was going to say.” He dropped the box into the half-full basket he carried in

one hand. “After all, sugar, I was here first.”

Her gaze helplessly followed the carton of Trojans. They landed on top of three cans of kitten

food, various colorful toys, and some litter. Katy reached into the basket and plucked out a toy

mouse. “Unless you’re into some kinky activities, Garrett, your cover is blown.” She pointed

toward the shelves behind him filled with pet supplies.

He shrugged. “You’re the one who leapt to conclusions.”

She didn’t think he was talking about the condoms.

Ty muffled a groan. Katy’s crooning just about did him in right there. He wasn’t sure how Tiger

held out, because if she used those words on him in that husky, sexy tone… he wrenched open

the back door and dumped the groceries on the floor. A long, deep sigh later he closed the door,

placed his hands on Katy’s waist and gently moved her aside.

“Here, I’ll get her.” He climbed into the four-by-four and scooped the recalcitrant kitten into his

hand. “Hey there, Tiger, good job protecting the truck. Come say hi to the pretty lady, and no

He nuzzled his nose into its soft, furry neck and then passed her down to Katy’s waiting hands,

their fingers tangling for a too brief moment.

“Hello, beautiful. What are you doing with this guy, huh?” She burrowed her face right into the

same spot he had and everything inside him tightened painfully. She was killing him here.

“You find that hard to believe, right?” he grumbled.

She glanced up, her mossy green eyes soft with affection. “What?”

His fingers wrapped around the steering wheel before he did what he craved. Bury his hands in

that silken waterfall of hair, drag her close, and see if her neck was half as soft as the cat’s.

“That anyone would want to stay with me of their own volition?”

Katy frowned. “What are you talking about? I was teasing, Ty. Don’t make this into something



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I thought I’d share with you the beginning of my love affair with writing.

Normally, procrastination is my enemy. I like to get done whatever it is, as soon as I can, so that I don’t have to worry about it any more.

In school I worked hard to stay in the top ten every year. So when I came down sick with the measles and missed two weeks of grade nine, I was devastated. How was I ever going to catch up? I had less than a week to write a compelling story for Language Arts or get a failing mark.

Angry and frustrated, I sat in our living room, pen and paper in hand, staring at a bright yellow bouquet of cheerful looking daffodils. I wanted to hurl them across the room. It wasn’t fair. Why was I being punished for getting sick?

But then an idea popped into my head. A silly, farcical story. If the teacher wanted an essay, fine, I’d give him one. And so, Count Daffodil, was born. After the first paragraph the words flowed quicker, I could see the scene in my head and needed to get it down on paper. (Sound familiar?) I spent the rest of the day writing, and by the end of the night I had my story.

The next day I turned it in and immediately felt ill all over again. It was dumb. The teacher was going to hate it. I’d be a laughing stock. Funny how easy you can build something up to catastrophic proportions when you lack self-confidence.

We had to wait two weeks for the results. I was on tenterhooks the entire time. Sure that my mom would blow a gasket because I’d goofed instead of giving it my best shot.

I was scared to look. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and turned to the last page. These were I’m glad I didn’t read this at night. It’s been a while since I was so enthralled with a story. Very professionally done. The suspense, the ending, the style was excellent. I think I’ll read it to the other classes. Very impressive.

Not only did he read it to the other grade nines, he read it over the intercom to the entire school!

Because of Mr. Thomas and a hapless bouquet of sunny daffodils, a writer was born.

Jacquie's first book, Tidal Falls, a romantic suspense novel about second chances, released September of 2014.

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